When he walked out, Ji Yunlai thought he would feel very guilty, but he didn’t.

As if he had entered into a working, all business state.

He didn’t know why he said that just now. When they mentioned that junior brother, he suddenly recalled a vague memory.

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It was a child whose face was almost sallow from hunger, looking at him with large clear eyes, handing over half a sesame seed cake that was still warm from his body temperature, and saying: “Big Brother, you are injured, eat something.”

Then a scene of a group of children gathering around him, combing each other’s hair, and he was also not idle, “The white jade will not be ruined, which is an ancient jade ornament, from now on you are not called Zhou Xiaozhang, but Zhou Xiaozhang,” he combed the children’s hair while saying to him, “I’ll teach you how to write it later.” (TN: the former Zhou Xiaozhang 周小脏 means Zhou Little Dirty, the latter Zhou Xiaoazhang 周晓璋 means dawn jade ornament)

However, what appeared immediately afterwards was the corpse of a teenager, hung in the ruins of the collapsed temple, together with dozens of other corpses, dried up and skinny as when he first saw them…

“Do you really understand what it means to reverse cultivate the Supreme Emptiness Immovable True Sutra?” an ethereal shadow asked him. “You haven’t calculated the outcome.”

“No need!”

These kinds of images that should clearly make him angry and fill him with hatred did not bring him any emotional changes, as if he had seen it too many times and was tired of it, and didn’t want to cast his gaze on it any more.

So he just responded with that remark casually and appeared there indifferently.

Unlike his feelings for Feng Qingxiu which was that of a pure liking for children, towards these people, he had no emotions, as if they were completely erased by a piece of rubber eraser, leaving no trace behind.

And these great cultivators, after seeing him, they no longer possessed any of the calm and self-confidence they had in front of others. Instead, they bowed their heads, as if they had touched some taboo, even forgetting to breathe.

“Sect Leader.” Seven powerful individuals bowed and paid their respects.

Ji Mingyu bit her lip and looked at him directly: “Father!”

She didn’t want to bow her head, she had too little time to see her father, she didn’t want to bow her head and pass up this chance.

This was her right, Ji Yunlai thought mildly but did not speak, only looked at them quietly. Anyway, the other him already said that he didn’t have to explain to anyone.

There was no trace of emotion in his eyes, and the crowd of people who had just been discussing in lively spirits was now as quiet as quails, no one dared to speak.

It was not that he wanted to stand superior and aloof, but his existence alone was superior and aloof from everyone.

He was a cultivator who had truly overcome the Great Celestial Demon Tribulation, experiencing the Three Calamities and Six Misfortunes.

The Human Immortal, the Immortal among the humans, the pillar of the human race. Similar to the Great Sage of the spirit demonic race and the Heavenly Shaman of the barbaric tribe, they were this world’s apex existences.

And also the only existences that could protect and lead the sects and factions of this world through each periodic great catastrophe of this world. If there were no Human Immortals, no matter how vast the power of a sect stretched, they dared not say that they could grasp that slim life line.

Every time he thought about this, he just couldn’t figure out how he did it…

Thinking about it this way, he seemed to feel the pressure again.

“Sect Leader,” As the second senior brother, Yan Zhao stepped forward under the admiring looks of his junior brothers and sisters, “There is a reason that I made the decision to hold a thousandth birthday celebration for you without your permission.”

So it seemed he did not agree to hold this birthday celebration? Ji Yunlai was puzzled but he did not speak.

As expected, the other continued to explain.

“Senior Brother, twenty years ago, shortly after you retreated into Seclusion, it was discovered in Wuling Sea, the secret realm of the Great Xuan Immortal Dynasty, which may be connected to the Central Continent forces. Additionally, the sentient beings in the Outlands are also restless. We need you to show your presence among the people.” As Yan Zhao said this, he glanced unhappily at the female cultivator in white.

He would rather fight those garbage instead, but there were six junior brothers and sisters holding him back.

“In truth, this is not the only reason.” The female cultivator in white didn’t care, and spoke softly, “We may have found news about the Li family.”

Of course, the most important reason was to pull Senior Brother out to see people and see the sun. For so long now, it had become very difficult for them to see their Senior Brother!

In this case, naturally, even if there was no opportunity one must still create an opportunity. Yan Zhao, that idiot, only knew to slow them down, even if they wanted to exchange barbs with each other, if Senior Brother didn’t show up then what was the point. Besides, even if he was in the Synthesis Stage which barely numbered more than two hands in the Western Continent, that was only in the Western Continent.

The other races in the Outlands and the Central Continent have long coveted the wealthy Western Continent, and the stability and prosperity of the Western Continent over these hundreds of years depend entirely on the presence of Kun-Lai.

Over the years, even though the seven of them had the assistance of twelve other junior generation cultivators who had also just entered the Synthesis Stage in providing a deterrence, they were still barely enough.

This could not be helped. Although the Kun-Lai Sect was huge, it had a shallow foundation after all. It was not comparable to those sects that could pull out a bunch of ancient thousand year old cultivators from their sleeves.

Moreover, a few days ago, another secret realm of the Great Xuan Immortal Dynasty appeared. This was no longer something they could swallow alone.

The Great Xuan Immortal Dynasty, the largest human force before the catastrophic tribulation, the great catastrophe that lasted thousands of years not only severely damaged the numbers of the various other races, but also the entire human race. Numerous sects were destroyed and lost and the Great Xuan Immortal Dynasty also collapsed. The royal family was completely wiped out, leaving only the secret realms that once were possessed by the Dynasty and now occasionally appeared, attracting the madness of countless cultivators coveting the treasures within.

There were rumors that the reason why Ji Yunlai, the Xing Dao Master, was able to dominate all cultivators despite his mediocre spiritual root was because he had gained the largest secret realm of the Great Xuan Immortal Dynasty.

But only they themselves knew that the Kun-Lai Sect’s incantations and cultivation method had nothing to do with the Great Xuan Immortal Dynasty.

If one really wanted to talk about a connection, it should be the other way around!

“Li family?” Ji Yunlai asked softly.

Who, he didn’t know any Li’s, someone explain please.

“The last royal family branch of the Great Xuan Immortal Dynasty, Huan….” The female cultivator in white accidentally mentioned the battle of Huanbo Mountain, but she immediately changed her words after recalling the taboo, “Fantasizing on restoring the glory of the Great Xuan Immortal Dynasty. The Reincarnation Stone that you wanted to completely destroy is said to be in their hands.”

Ji Yunlai continued listening, although he didn’t actually understand.

“Then, Senior Brother, one month from now, should we have a big celebration for your birthday, or should we just celebrate privately?” The cold-looking young cultivator asked nervously; if he just wanted the latter then that was also fine.

“Big celebration.” Since he needed to show his face in public, he naturally wouldn’t say no. This was his sect after all and who but him would protect it? Ji Yunlai thought of this, and was about to leave. If he stayed any longer he was not sure he could continue to keep up appearances in front of so many people.

“Father!” Ji Mingyu suddenly ran up very close to him. This action was very abrupt and improper. And it was because he had reduced his spiritual aura, otherwise it would directly hurt her who carelessly came so close to him—his spiritual aura was not something a little Golden Core Formation cultivator could bear.

Ji Yunlai looked at her.

“Father, I…” Ji Mingyu was no longer the little girl who could only cry while looking at his back. She looked at him with beautiful eyes full of expectation, “I have something good to show you. Will you take a look?”

The young girls of the mortal world acted in such willful and coquettish ways towards their parents, although she didn’t know if it would work on Father, but she must still give it a try—in any case it couldn’t get worse.

Ji Yunlai looked at her for a moment, and the girl looked back at him firmly.

So Ji Yunlai nodded.

Ji Mingyu felt that the sky had suddenly brightened in an instant, and she happily took Father’s hand in her own: “Let’s go, Father, let’s go…”

So long as she could recommend an apprentice to Father, she could go see Father every day by using the excuse of seeing the eldest senior brother.

This should be the normal behavior of the daughter of the Sect Leader. She wanted to see just how her uncles could still brag in front of her about how good Father was to them in the past. Hmmph!

She walked quickly, leaving behind one after another motionless wooden stumps.

“Did I just imagine that?” After a long while, Yan Zhao came back to his senses.

“When our niece went to take Senior Brother’s hand, Senior Brother’s hand pulled slightly inward.” The female cultivator in white said with certainty.

“There was no formless and tangible sword energy, I am sure!” The cold-looking young man said calmly, “Next time I want to try holding Senior Brother’s hand too.”

“Have some shame,” the female cultivator in white looked at him coldly, full of contempt, “aren’t you embarrassed about fighting for favor with your little niece.”

“Stop arguing. The key is that this time Senior Brother is going to show up in front of everyone…” Another fellow cultivator who didn’t speak much said slowly, “What shall we do?”

It had been more than a hundred years since the Sect Leader appeared in public. The main hall was only so big. It would be impossible for everyone to come—it wouldn’t even fit one percent of the Kun-Lai Sect disciples, not to mention guests.

“What else can we do, hold a competition!” Yan Zhao coldly decided the bloody storm that would sweep across the sect’s disciples the coming January, “every mountain and every peak, one competition for each cultivation stage, the winner can enter the main hall as well as receive other rewards.”

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Ji Mingyu walked at Father’s side all the way, her face flushed with excitement, this was the first time!

She spoke a lot of things along the way. About her daily life, her relationship with her uncles and aunts, her cultivation. Father did not say a word, but she was very happy just knowing he was listening.

They finally arrived at her quiet residence. She was about to introduce her father to the small house she built herself when she saw her maid running over in a rush.

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“Young Lady, there’s trouble. Ye Han just said that he already learned the basic seals, so he will go to Shennong Peak to defeat Feng Qingxiu at his best.” The maid was very aggrieved, kneeling down and reporting without raising her head. “I tried to stop him. But he said that if he marries you in the future, he will also be my master, how dare I stop him.”

“Marry you?” Ji Yunlai turned his head and glanced at his daughter.

Ji Mingyu silently tore the embroidered handkerchief in her hand into pieces, as if she was tearing the limbs of a certain idiot.

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There were more and more dark clouds, distorting the entire sky like that of an evil ghost’s face. As the golden snakes writhed, huge thunderbolts fell straight down from time to time, the scene like one from hell.

However, almost at the same time, a crystal-like shield appeared in the sky. The huge thunderbolt blasted onto the shield, only leaving behind a few ripples which quickly dissipated.

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However, the manifestation of heaven’s natural law was not stingy, endlessly pouring out its anger.

The crystal shield remained motionless under the sky, and only the few ripples during lightning strikes could prove its existence.

Ji Yunlai only looked up out the window for a few seconds, then lowered his head to urge Feng Qingxiu to continue practicing.

But Feng Qingxiu was completely stunned. Who could still draw in the face of such a terrifying tribulation!

“It’s okay, the shield is made according to the design of the lightning rod, and the electricity is all transferred to the ground. Any remaining electricity is also absorbed by the storage battery and it won’t reach us.” Ji Yunlai comforted him.

He really didn’t expect that there were actually natural batteries in this world. He really must give himself a like. He wondered just how many times he had been electrified in order to create such a design.

“What is a storage battery…..” Lightning rods could still make sense as it was rather self-explanatory, but he didn’t understand the second term. Feng Qingxiu asked directly, “Also, how do you know our Kun-Lai’s large spiritual array so clearly?”

“The storage battery is also called thunderstone. It is a treasure for cultivators who possess lightning spiritual roots to accelerate their speed of cultivation. It can absorb thunder and lightning, but it has a limit. However, there are several thunderstone mines buried under Kun-Lai Mountain, which can be used for a long time.” Ji Yunlai explained with a smile. He really liked such unscientific things, “As for why I know so clearly, that’s because I’m the one who created it.”

He didn’t know what the Dao of Yin and Yang was before, but it was clear from his notes a few days ago that Yin and Yang could be understood as “0” and “1” in computer language. All programs in the computer were composed of 0 and 1 and those seals were just like a programming language. The large spiritual array was a program written by him, but it was far more complicated than those programming languages ​​by countless times.

But no matter how complex it was, it was also a language, and as a language it could be understood and used to communicate.

Programming language was the communication channel between computers and people, and seals were the communication language between the world and all things and people.

This was not difficult for him. He used to learn C language programming for more than ten years. Later, when he needed JavaScript he also learned it very quickly. So long as one’s mathematics and logic were good, understanding that facts and rules = result, this kind of thing was the same as playing with no pressure at all.

So after quickly learning a new language (seals programming language?), he added his own spiritual powers which was enough for him to understand the principles of the spiritual array—it was created by him after all, so even if the grammar and instructions were different, the core was still composed of the same logic and the same habits. It was almost the same as reviewing the study materials again. Looking at it this way, the reason why he learned so slowly before was because he didn’t learn the language.

So long as he completely learned the seals—in fact even just learning most of it—then this was equivalent to his golden finger returning. This was practically an example of how knowledge could change one’s destiny.

Feng Qingxiu certainly wouldn’t believe what he said. He shook his head and pushed him away: “It’s almost dawn and I have to go to work. You should also leave. Don’t think that no one in Kun-Lai can beat you, you’ll be facing very unfortunate circumstances if you are caught.”

Ji Yunlai felt that he was being disdained, sighing a little, so he could only disappear in front of Feng Qingxiu.

Feng Qingxiu put away the talisman paper on the table, and suddenly saw the shadow in the corner, his shadow.

The shadow seemed to have its own consciousness, looking in the direction of Ji Yunlai’s disappearance.

“What the hell do you want to tell me?” Feng Qingxiu looked at his shadow and asked helplessly. His shadow would occasionally act abnormally, coming out once in a while to spaz out. But he couldn’t find the reason, and there was no one who could see it except for himself. From the horror at the beginning to the calmness later, no matter how outrageous, after watching this for more than ten years it no longer became surprising.

The shadow moved, but couldn’t say anything. Finally, it pointed to the last seal drawn on talisman paper on the table.

“Do you know this seal?” Feng Qingxiu was a little curious.

The shadow seemed to want to express something. It suddenly had an idea and began to fumble over its body.

“What are you doing?” Feng Qingxiu couldn’t understand it.

But the shadow seemed to have exhausted its power and became a normal shadow again.

“Touch?” Feng Qingxiu’s eyebrows moved, could it be, “Demon?” (TN: touch and demon have same pronunciation in Chinese)

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When Ji Yunlai came back to his residence, the thunder in the sky still continued to fall like raindrops. He also sensed a lot of people standing outside the courtyard of his dwelling.

He counted, about eight, both men and women. Each one looked very formidable, and there was also a girl who looked very similar to himself—both appearance and aura were similar to his own.

It was so similar that she couldn’t be anything but his biological daughter. Sure enough, children should not be made willy-nilly!

Sect Leader Ji, who thought his daughter might’ve been adopted, suddenly felt great pressure. He shamelessly became a coward, and slipped into his dwelling quietly without attracting their attention.

He was not yet mentally prepared to meet his daughter.

These days he had also listened to many gossip that others whispered about. It was said that his daughter was brought back from outside decades ago and he had personally proclaimed her to be his own daughter, but he said nothing about the mother. But because of his prestige in Kun-Lai, no one dared to ask.

Then he went into Seclusion, and he heard that over these years there were very few times he had left.

He had only seen his daughter three or four times in these many decades, and the last time was 20 years ago.

Then he went into Seclusion until now.

Ji Yunlai couldn’t understand his other self.

Since she was his biological daughter, why didn’t he see and care about her more? Even if there was any discord with her mother, it shouldn’t involve the children!

Now he was so guilty that he dared not go to see her.

But this was not the way to go. It would be his thousandth birthday in a few days, and it wouldn’t make sense to not show up at that time.

At this time, he heard them chatting, and it seemed like they were talking about him…

This was a great opportunity to get to know himself!

He pricked up his ears.

“Uncle, does my father hate me very much?” The voice was crisp and melodious, and it should be his daughter’s, no mistake.

“How could that be? Senior Brother Sect Leader loves children the most, and you are even his daughter, so he must love you.” This seemed to be the elder named Yan Zhao.

“You are all lying to me. For so many years, Father has only looked at me once and never even smiled at me.” Hearing his daughter’s voice, she seemed to be crying.

“Xiao Yu, I’m really not lying to you. If you don’t believe me, ask your Aunt Bai.” Yan Zhao glanced around and decided to shift the trouble, throwing the ball to a white-robed female cultivator next to him.

“Yes, he used to take care of children every day, and he was never impatient at all.” The female cultivator in white subtly glared at Yan Zhao and comforted.

“Lies, you say that Father likes children, so why won’t he see me even after I found so many children?”

“We really aren’t lying to you.” The female cultivator in white was a little helpless and comforted, “He was very kind to us then.”

“Liar, since Kun-Lai was first established, there was no record that he ever smiled at others.” Ji Mingyu bit her lip and said sadly. “Outsiders say he is heartless and ruthless. I never believed it… I always thought it’s because I’m not good enough. So long as I am more capable and become even better, he would like me one day. But this is just my wishful thinking!”

“That was all before we came to the Western Continent.” The white robed female cultivator sighed.

Yan Zhao glanced at her mildly, and said, “At that time, there was a severe drought in the Central Continent, and there were countless refugees. Our master was struck by insanity at the time and began picking up people everywhere. Each one he picked up he would say that the child had good potential and must be accepted into Kun-Lai Mountain. Back then, Senior Brother had to return the children that Master found every day. We were the ones that our parents didn’t want and were left behind. Fortunately, Senior Brother was a cultivator. Although his cultivation level at the time was not high, it was still possible to raise a few children by himself.”

“Ah? Grandmaster randomly took children and no one made trouble for him?” Ji Mingyu was taken aback.

“This story begins with the Kun-Lai Sect. Senior Brother later speculated that the Kun-Lai Sect should be a large sect from ancient times. It was just that over many tribulations their mountain was destroyed, the sect declined, and the incantations and cultivation methods that managed to survive and be preserved were also seriously missing important parts. Back then, it was because Master had been practicing incomplete cultivation methods, so he went insane and began to pick up any child he stumbled across. Although insane at the time, he had reached the Qi Condensation Stage, and there was no difficulty in dealing with ordinary people. Of course, some children really were fooled into believing that they were peerless talents,” said the white robed female cultivator. She glanced at Yan Zhao and asked with a smile, “Am I right, peerless talent?”

Yan Zhao’s handsome face darkened. Although everyone had second year middle school syndrome at least once in their youth, when he thought of some of the stupid things he had said and done, he would still feel an arrow to his heart.

“Yes, at that time, I actually felt that Senior Brother was very unlucky. He was injured and was resting by the river when Master suddenly dragged him back to his ruined temple and insisted that since he saved him Senior Brother should join the sect to repay the favor.” A young cultivator with a very cold aura added lightly on the side.

“I remember that at the time Senior Brother said to Master, ‘You are forcibly demanding compensation and I will not be polite with you, believe it or not!'” The female cultivator in white sighed, “But Senior Brother noticed how tragic Master was so he didn’t do anything in the end.”

“I have to say, Junior Brother Zhang was the most clever. When he saw Senior Brother’s softheartedness, he immediately went up to him and tried to invoke pity.” Another cultivator shook his head and laughed. “Saying, ‘Big Brother, you are hurt so eat something’. I am surprised he was even willing to part with his food.”

“By the way, Senior Brother Yan also went to grab that half of sesame seed cake at the time, and was lectured at by Senior Brother for an entire afternoon.” The female cultivator in white covered her mouth and smiled.

Whenever Yan Zhao recalled that past he would be full of irritation so he gave them a cold look.

“What are you glaring at, who was the one who wouldn’t admit his mistakes at the time?” The female cultivator in white smiled, “But thanks to the two of you, Senior Brother made the decision to settle us down before leaving.”

“Later, when Senior Brother was about to leave, he even…” The cold-looking young cultivator began, but seeing that Senior Brother Yan had his hand on his sword, he did not continue.

“Which uncle is that Junior Brother Zhang?” She hadn’t heard of any uncle who had the character Zhang in his name, and she rarely heard them mention him so Ji Mingyu asked curiously.

The surrounding air instantly condensed.

Ji Mingyu didn’t know what she had said wrong for a while, and felt a little uneasy.

“He died a long time ago.” A voice continued.

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Everyone looked up at the same time.

In their field of vision, a young man in obsidian robes appeared quietly among the bamboo trees. Lightning in the clouds flashed and casted light and shadows that reflected on his face. But he was still as bright as the moon, as distant as the clouds.

It was a remoteness that was so far away, it was as if he was no longer in the mortal world.

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“You are not bad. Why not be my apprentice.” Accepting an apprentice shouldn’t be a big deal. Ji Yunlai thought this way, and was going to continue explaining talisman seals to Feng Qingxiu.

It had been a long time since he took on a student, and he felt that his desire for bringing enlightenment was burning.

“No,” Feng Qingxiu said with disdain, “My master will only be from Kun-Lai, and I won’t accept you as my master.”

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“…” Ji Yunlai was dazed for a while. He was actually refused???

“Are you rejecting me?” Ji Yunlai felt that the world had become absurd for a while.

“How novel,” Feng Qingxiu didn’t quarrel with him, but calmly said, “Hurry up, eat quickly, and leave after eating. This is not where you should be.”

Ji Yunlai put away his careless expression, and said solemnly: “I am the Sect Leader of Kun-Lai.”

“And I’m the law enforcement elder.” Feng Qingxiu comforted, “I still have a chance in Kun-Lai. Thank you for considering me, but I really don’t need it.”

“…” Ji Yunlai chuckled and shook his head, “Forget it, I will continue to tell you about the seals.”

This was what Feng Qingxiu needed most urgently. He hesitated. It was remote and deserted here, and he didn’t think he could call other people over before he was killed by the other. Then he’ll just learn from the other seriously and in the future he’ll find a chance to return the favor to this elder.

So one taught and the other listened carefully.

Ji Yunlai recalled the past as he talked. To be honest, when he first came into contact with talisman seals, he thought it was just drawing a symbol on talisman paper and then throwing it, no different from the demon-catching masters on TV and in movies. Later, he learned that this was a big mistake.

The origin of the Way of the Seals lies in ancient times, when great beings of heaven and earth observed the Great Way of Yin and Yang, simplifying it into the heavenly patterns of dragons and phoenixes. Each of these patterns had the power to destroy the world and was the origin of all cultivation, known as Dao Seals.

It is said that ancient cultivators did not use incantations but instead meditated on Dao Seals, which allowed them to unite with heaven and earth, comprehend the Way from their essence, and share the longevity of heaven and earth.

After several great calamities in the world, the Dao Seals dissipated. Later generations recalled these seals and drew spiritual seals to pass down through the ages.

“This is not what the teacher said.” Feng Qingxiu asked with confusion, “Aren’t the spiritual seals created by the Sect Leader?”

“Of course not. Spiritual seals can only be drawn by people who have seen Dao Seals, and later generations cannot create them.” Ji Yunlai patiently explained to him, “It’s like you can look at the outside scenery, and then create a painting based on it, but different people will draw differently, and so will the case be for spiritual seals.”

But the first person to see the actual scene was always the one able to draw the closest representation, and future generations could just look at other people’s paintings and try to paint it again.

“Later, there were several great calamities, and the spiritual seals were also lost. Later generations tried to replicate the spiritual seals, and thus birthed the seals of now, also known as talisman seals. Each sect has its own original source of seals. The closer it is to the ancient seals, the more powerful the seals are. What you learn in the outer sect is only a copy of the original source seals and are not very powerful.”

“Then what you taught me was the outer sect seals…” Feng Qingxiu understood, “No wonder it’s so difficult to draw.”

“Do you want to learn it?” Ji Yunlai dispersed the spiritual seal that floated above his palm. This was the spiritual seal he copied from the Net Charm. He himself had just learned it, and there was another one that his past self had figured out but had yet to teach anyone.

“Please continue.” Feng Qingxiu bowed his head.

A few moments later, Feng Qingxiu found that the talisman papers had all been used up, so he thanked Ji Yunlai.

Ji Yunlai was currently happily teaching and didn’t want to stop, so he casually took a sheet of white jade paper for him to continue practicing.

Seals were powerful, and not something ordinary paper could bear. The more advanced seals, the better the talisman paper must be. A sheet of white jade paper could be exchanged for a box of white talisman paper for beginners to practice for one year.

Feng Qingxiu wanted to say that this was too expensive to pay off, but he was reluctant to give up such a rare opportunity, so he continued to learn. This was probably an example of no longer bothering to worry when the debt had built up.

However, when he tried to draw the last seal that Ji Yunlai spoke of, Feng Qingxiu would always involuntarily misplace a stroke, leading to failure.

Ji Yunlai also couldn’t find the problem, so he stretched out his hand from behind him and held his hand that was gripping the brush, manually helping him write the seal again.

However, after reaching the last stroke, he actually felt a little resistance.

Feng Qingxiu had a feeling of his spiritual energy being emptied, and knew that this was because his cultivation base could not be matched with the level of the seal. But he also felt that he could still hold on, and so he gritted his teeth as he tried to remember the various medial and final sounds of the seal that poured into his mind.

The last stroke was drawn, and thunder suddenly ripped across the sky, resounding through the valley!

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The small building was quiet, and incense smoke drifted out through the jade curtains.

In the hall, a bottle of flowers was blooming beautifully. The size and color of each bloom as well as their arrangement were all just right, charming people at first glance.

Putting down the small scissors, Ji Mingyu thought about where to insert the rest of the flowers in her hand. Suddenly, Ye Han exclaimed from the side and woke up from the bed.

Putting down the dewy flowers in her hand, Ji Mingyu turned her head to look at him.

Her eyes were as bright as autumn water, and just looking at it made him feel inferior.

“I…” Ye Han lowered his head slightly, “I caused you trouble again.”

“Since you know, why did you go ahead anyway?” Ji Mingyu sat down leisurely, folding her hands on her knees, a half-smile on her face, “The first time, you angered First Elder Yan Zhao, the second time, you angered Peak Master Tu, and the next time, do you plan to anger my father too?”

“But they,” Ye Han’s expression darkened and he gritted his teeth, “They all look down on me, I can feel it.”

He was born with a very keen senses, and he could slightly feel the emotions of others. He could not be more familiar with that kind of contemptuous emotion.

“Elder Yan’s skill is very superior. There are countless people in the Western Continent but only a handful can beat him. He has no problem looking down on anyone,” Ji Mingyu said quietly. “Peak Master Tu is in charge of Kun-Lai’s spiritual plants. In the entire Kun-Lai Mountain, who wouldn’t give him some face? You insult the entire Shennong Peak in front of him, and if he didn’t teach you a lesson, then he would not be worthy of being a Nascent Soul Elder.”

“I didn’t know that he was there…” Ye Han said, stubbornly.

“Then how is the way you look down on Shennong Peak different from Elder Yan looking down on you?” Ji Mingyu asked softly.

Ye Han was speechless. He really never thought about such a profound question. After a while, he reluctantly said: “But you say I am a genius, a rarity that appears only once in a thousand years, and I will be better than them in the future… This morning I have already reached the Foundation Establishment Stage, that’s why I went looking for Feng Qingxiu.”

Who knew that a Nascent Soul Elder would beat him up directly.

“Ah Han, do you know of my father?” Ji Mingyu suddenly raised her head and asked.

“Of course I know.” Ye Han lowered his head slightly. No one in the Western Continent did not know the Xing Dao Master. Putting aside the great feat of opening the mouth of the Southern Sea, as well as the Dragon-Phoenix Selection. Just the fact that his presence over these hundreds of years alone deterred the demonic forces and other Outland races from daring to harass the people of the Western Continent was enough to know just how godly he was.

“Would you look down on him?”

“Of course not!” Ye Han said immediately, this crime was too great for him to bear.

“My father was not born with superior spiritual roots back then, and he was turned away from sect after sect despite repeated requests to enter.” A trace of mocking ridicule flashed across Ji Mingyu’s face, “but now, how many people can straighten their backs in front of him?”

“…” Ye Han could not refute this.

“You have very good inherent attributes and talented potential, and I want to recommend you to Father, but what will Father think about your current temper?” Ji Mingyu asked quietly.

“I…my talent…” Ye Han reluctantly wanted to refute.

“If Uncle Yan really wants to kill you, I won’t be able to save you, then what good is your talent, no matter how much potential it has?” Ji Mingyu looked sad.

“Then let’s leave, go to the Central Continent or other places you mentioned.” Ye Han said immediately.

This idiot! Was he addicted to elopement??

Ji Mingyu deeply regretted her previous thinking. As the daughter of the Sect Leader of Kun-Lai, if she ran away with such a Foundation Establishment boy, then she would be the biggest laughing stock in the world. Did he take her for the same naive young lady who had been raised in the deep boudoir and knew nothing but trashy romance novels?

“…” Ji Mingyu was completely speechless. She stretched out her hand and pulled out a book titled “Introduction to Cultivation”, turned to the introduction on the Synthesis Stage cultivators, and pointed to a row of words, “Read it.”

…Cultivators of the Synthesis Stage were very nearly close to being omniscient and their hearing range stretched as far as tens of thousands of miles away, instantly knowing anything that happened within the range of their divine consciousness. Seeing this, Ye Han’s face turned red.

“My father reached the Synthesis Stage six hundred years ago, the speed of which is unprecedented. So don’t think too much.” Ji Mingyu sighed slightly, “It seems that you didn’t read any of the books I asked you to read.”

“I was busy practicing cultivation…” Ye Han said reluctantly.

“Common sense is more important than knowledge!” Ji Mingyu’s tone finally became cold. “If you don’t memorize the three books of “Reasoning”, “University” and “General Outline”, then don’t ask me about the incantations after the Foundation Establishment Stage. Back then my father created his own cultivation method and incantations. Since you are genius enough to already know everything, then go practice cultivation yourself!”

“Wait, no…”

Ji Mingyu turned and left without listening to the pleading behind.

She had just left the small building when several strands of divine consciousness surrounded her. The elders could make fun of her without even having to be in her presence.

“Xiao Yu still can’t hold back her temper.”

“Senior Brother Yan was the same back then. I really admire the Sect Leader for being able to subdue him.”

“Don’t mention it, back then, Senior Brother Sect Leader talked at me nonstop for ten days and ten nights. I would rather he just beat me up!”

“It’s the fault of all those trashy romance novels, and I think the Western Continent should ban those storytellers.”

“Seconded. Such nonsense like becoming an immortal by eating an immortal grass, becoming an immortal if an immortal fairy falls in love with you, and becoming an immortal by stealing the clothes of an immortal fairy who is taking a bath, such nonsense… Yu’er, when you brought that kid back at the time, many storytellers said you had your body seen by him so you had no choice but to marry. Haha~”

“Enough out of you all!” Ji Mingyu’s pretty face became frosty, “storytellers all have pits in their brains. If there really was such a lecher wouldn’t it be easier for me to kill him with my sword?”

Seeing that the girl they had carefully raised was really angered, all the strands of divine consciousness left a few words of comfort before dispersing.

Ji Mingyu breathed a sigh of relief. She really couldn’t understand how her father had managed to teach these troublemaking and delinquent uncles and aunts back then. She truly still had a lot to learn.

Suddenly, she felt something in her heart and looked up to the sky. Her body trembled involuntarily.

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Countless dark clouds had gathered in the sky, occupying every inch as far as the eye could see. In addition, countless golden bolts of lightning snaked and interweaved across the sky, causing the whole world to look as if it had met its apocalypse.

Thousand Brilliance Thunder Tribulation?

How could there be a Thousand Brilliance Thunder Tribulation?

Could it be—a new spiritual seal was to come into being?

Father had left Seclusion???

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“Brother Ye should be cautious of your words. Spiritual plants and grains are also a must for cultivating the Dao. Shennong’s spiritual grains are the foundation of Kun-Lai Sect and must be considered as the utmost importance, so what do you mean by a murky future?” Feng Qingxiu had no interest in bullying people, “It is one’s highest priority to become familiar with the many branches after Mountain Ascension. That will be one spiritual stone.”

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Spiritual stone? Didn’t they say to just come here to receive it? Ye Han frowned and felt that the other was purposely making things difficult for him. He couldn’t help but sneer: “I’m just joking with you, do you think you’re still a mortal? We don’t need to eat anymore after reaching the Golden Core Formation Stage, and we are also given a Fasting Pill once a month and don’t need food for the month. You guys can only earn some spiritual stones from the lower class cultivators…”

Before he finished speaking, he was sent flying far away by a large palm.

The sound of a physical body hitting the courtyard wall was so loud that everyone around couldn’t help but raise their eyebrows. As for the person who had done the slapping, he just lightly swept them with his eyes and everyone around lowered their heads and redirected their gazes away.

The gray robe embroidered with the five crops was of extraordinary texture, but it was only loosely wrapped around the person. His fat flesh trembled under the robe, as if it would roll down at any minute.

A fat man almost as tall as he was wide appeared silently on the side, like a mountain of meat, but with blood-red eyes. He appeared like a big white steamed bun—a bun that happened to be rabbit shaped.

He widened eyes that were almost invisible in the folds of fat, and said to Feng Qingxiu: “Why give this kind of trash any face, you all—” He stretched out his thick fingers to the cultivators working at the cabinets. “When he comes in the future, you all are not allowed to give him even a single grain of rice! If he loves to take pills, then let him take pills as much as he wants.”

“Yes, Peak Master.” The cultivators who were weighing grain on the side had long wanted to beat that rude newcomer, but the boss moved too fast.

However, the boss’s face slap was also too beautiful!

Applause.

The fat man nodded and then wiped the hand that he had used to do the slapping as if it had been dirtied. He then walked slowly towards the back of the mountain peak, as silently as he had come. He was actually giving face to the concealed girl secretly following behind that kid, otherwise, that slap just now would have turned that kid into pieces of paper.

Feng Qingxiu watched as the young man struggled several times only to fail to get up from the ground, all the while vomiting blood like a waterfall. There were already people beginning to gather to watch. He sighed and stepped forward to help the young man and found a rockery to sit him down on.

“I don’t need your fake kindness…” Ye Han struggled.

Feng Qingxiu raised his hand and knocked him out.

After finding a place with no one to put him down, he helped him connect a few broken ribs and fed him a Bone Healing Pill that was about to expire. He then returned to the front hall to continue to work as if nothing had happened.

Someone asked him if he had dragged that boy into some alley and beat him into a cripple, but he didn’t answer. He just smiled and shook his head.

After all, they were now of the same sect, and things shouldn’t be taken too far. It was just a verbal conflict. Although that young man was irritating, he did not deserve to die.

There were a lot of things to do, and it was not until it went completely dark did he finish checking the accounts with his coworkers and could finally say goodbye to each other.

Those cultivators walked towards another courtyard together. He glanced at them enviously, then turned and walked on another road. The road was planted with luminous moonlight flowers. The trees were tall and tranquil, the forest so beautiful and pure.

Without the Dao Disc, he could not live in a dwelling that cost less.

Now he lived in a corner of a warehouse, with only one table, one bed and one lamp. His teachers had helped him find it.

He really didn’t know how to thank them.

It’s just…

He felt downhearted. The three schools could not be retaken. Although his instructors did their best, he wouldn’t be able to stay long without his name entering the Dao Disc.

If there was no turning point after this month, then he would have to leave Kun-Lai Mountain.

He took out a stack of talisman paper, lit a candle and continued to practice writing the seals.

Every stroke was careful and conscientious, after all he was no longer supplied generously with the materials like he had as a student before. This was already his last piece of talisman paper. If he really did not enter the inner sect peaks, his future road to cultivation would be difficult to walk.

After finishing writing on the last talisman paper, he put away the talisman papers and opened the small bag he received today. It was his payment for the day.

Pulling open the silk rope, he grabbed out a handful of rice that was crystal-clear and beautiful, feeling conflicted in his heart.

After leaving the upper school, the sect no longer supplied black pearl rice for free. If he used this to exchange for talisman paper, then what would he eat?

But if he didn’t find a way to get more talisman papers to practice, how could he become proficient in drawing talismans enough to make money?

If he knew this would happen, then he wouldn’t have practiced cultivation so much while studying at the three schools, and instead spent more time practicing talisman seals!

Such regret!

“Is this… spiritual rice?” A cold but pleasant voice sounded, tone slightly curious.

Feng Qingxiu jumped up and pointed at the white-haired and obsidian robed young man, surprised: “This is the inner sect peaks!”

“So?” Ji Yunlai was puzzled. He had just stumbled upon a set of talisman seals that he couldn’t make any sense of, so he went out for a walk.

As for the people in Kun-Lai Mountain, he seemed to be only familiar with this young man.

“Our Peak Master has reached the Nascent Soul Stage and is nearly at the Demigod Stage. You should leave quickly, otherwise I will call someone.” There were countless powerful cultivators in the inner sect peaks, and it would not be an exaggeration to say that the grounds were covered with cultivators at the Foundation Establishment Stage, or that cultivators at the Golden Core Formation Stage were as common as dogs. It was completely different from the outer sect peaks in which, aside from the Mountain Patrols, there were only beginner cultivators at the Qi Condensation Stage. Feng Qingxiu could hardly imagine how many people would rush over were he to shout ‘enemy attack’.

“I will leave in a while,” Ji Yunlai looked at the rice in his hand and continued to ask, “Is this the legendary spiritual rice?”

“Um, yes.” Feng Qingxiu sweatdropped, and handed it to him, “You are already at the Nascent Soul Stage, right? How come you haven’t even seen this? What do you eat for cultivation?”

“I have always eaten creature meat.” Ji Yunlai squeezed the rice grain curiously and looked at it carefully as he answered casually.

“How can that be good? Creatures are fierce and their flesh has many impurities. How can one practice cultivation after eating that?” Feng Qingxiu was taken aback.

Since entering the lower school, he only ate spiritual rice. The instructors told them that the spiritual energy in mundane food was too little. For cultivators, ordinary meat and rice would still not be enough even if they consumed an entire cow. But if they really ate like this, not only would they have to spend the time to prepare a cow everyday, more importantly they would need to spend the time to dissolve the impurities that the body took in from eating mundane food. It was a waste of time and essentially making twice the effort for half the result. That’s why there was spiritual rice. This kind of spiritual food grew in places rich with spiritual energy, and was also watered by a spiritual spring. Not only were impurities scarce, it also contained abundant spiritual energy. It was an essential necessity for cultivators.

Although creatures were also spiritual beasts, they were born with a lot of impurities and it was dangerous to catch them as it was very easy to get injured by them. So if one could avoid them, then one should.

“Because I can’t afford it. I used to be an unaffiliated cultivator.” Ji Yunlai felt the rich spiritual energy from the rice, and was a little envious. “The creature meat is also very expensive, but at least one can buy it. Sometimes there are hired tasks in the cultivator markets and many unaffiliated cultivators would hunt down the beasts together, and then split the meat.”

It was just that the danger was not just something to talk about. The ferocity from the creatures was far less than the ruthlessness of cultivators who could stab you from behind.

“Unaffiliated cultivator, huh…” Feng Qingxiu understood.

“That’s why I was so surprised when you said that Kun-Lai Sect widely accepted disciples before. The lack of resources for cultivation is truly not just something to talk about. With so many people, just feeding them can bankrupt a sect.” Ji Yunlai felt both admiration for himself and a little sadness. How could he have forgotten his powerful and amazing self?

“This is the spiritual plant food cultivated by Shennong Peak. There are more than 500 kinds. I heard that the concept of ‘hybridization’ technique was proposed by the Founding Master, but this is Kun-Lai’s secret technique and cannot be passed to outsiders.” Feng Qingxiu said proudly.

“…” Ji Yunlai was dazed for a while. It could actually be like this? Wasn’t he a programmer?

Having been in the industry for many years, he suddenly evolved from programmer to farmer, and then from farmer to engineer. Could one even change their profession and become a professional at hybrid rice?

Looking at his surprised expression, Feng Qingxiu felt an even more sense of superiority: “Relying on different spiritual plant foods, our Shennong Peak is the richest peak among all of the sect peaks!”

Living long was indeed truly amazing! Ji Yunlai sighed with emotion, and then felt that something was not right: “Wait, weren’t you going to Taiyi Peak? Why are you here?”

“…” Feng Qingxiu stumbled, his proud expression disappearing without a trace, and he let out a sigh, “Elder, please give me some pointers, I may soon become an unaffiliated cultivator.”

“What happened?” Ji Yunlai frowned slightly and put down the grain of rice in his hand.

“Just a little sect matter, no need to bring it up,” he didn’t know why he had encountered such a disaster, but Kun-Lai had bestowed upon him much grace and kindness so he couldn’t say bad things about it. Thinking of this, he smiled slightly, “Elder hasn’t eaten spiritual rice so why not try it today.”

Ji Yunlai’s expression became a little serious. It seemed that it was not a trivial matter, at least for this child, it was not a trivial matter.

“Crystal rice is the most common kind of spiritual rice. If one insists on saying something about its uniqueness, then it is especially delicious.” Feng Qingxiu poured out a large handful for him, “Here, taste it.”

“Eat it raw?” Ji Yunlai looked at him.

“Yes, you don’t need to cook it, crystal rice is best eaten raw!” He said confidently.

“…Okay.” Ji Yunlai picked up a few grains and chewed on it carefully. Instantly, he agreed with the other in his heart. The rice was slightly sweet and fragrant, as if eating pomegranates. In addition, quite an impressive amount of spiritual energy poured into his body. Although to him it was almost nothing, the taste and feeling was truly pleasant.

“What do you think, not bad, right?” Feng Qingxiu asked.

“It’s indeed really good, I want it.” Ji Yunlai liked it very much, so he took out a jade tablet and said, “I’ll exchange this for your spiritual rice.”

“No need, I said it’s my treat.” Feng Qingxiu shook his head slightly and refused, “This is the first time I am treating you.”

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But it was also probably the last time.

Simply seeing the sky and hearing the earth, Ji Yunlai found out the whole story in just a few breaths.

He only glanced at the other lightly and said, “Since you treated me, it won’t be the last time.”

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The farce on the celestial bridge attracted crowds and naturally caught the eyes of the elders in charge.

“Elder Yan, why didn’t you stop him?” The cold and serious woman asked angrily, “Our Kun-Lai Mountain does not need such a vicious and despicable person.” 

Yan Zhao retracted his gaze, casually took out a jade disc, and swiped a finger across it.

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A name from above was crossed out.

Feng Qingxiu.

“Elder!” The woman’s expression changed, “Even if you are an Elder, you shouldn’t be so presumptuous! Why do you cross out his name for no reason?”

“This action is too much. If Elder Yan doesn’t give a reason, we will definitely ask to see the Sect Leader to provide fair judgment.” The middle-aged man with sparse hair was also angry. He had watched the students below grow up and had spent much effort to cultivate their talents so he would never accept expulsion without reason.

Except, before his words even finished, Elder Yan had already disappeared in front of him.

Naturally, with their abilities they couldn’t see how the other had left.

“I’m going to report to the Sect Leader!” The middle-aged man left angrily.

“Did he do this for Fairy Mingyu?” The woman who asked for the quota frowned slightly, “How can this be good? In this way, that student cannot be accepted by the inner sect peaks.”

“Let’s delay it for a while. There is still one month left before the birthday of the Sect Leader. When the time comes, the Sect Leader will decide.” The stern woman said.

This matter had already touched their bottom line. Although it was only a student, this precedent must not be opened.

***

At the same time, at the foot of Yangshuo Peak, a row of courtyards surrounded with high walls and deep forests were quiet and silent.

A young man was escorted by two Dao soldiers as they entered the courtyard named “Mountain Patrols Bureau”.

Without any trial, he was directly imprisoned in a small dark room.

The bronze door was closed, and the Dao soldiers turned around and left. Currently, all the manpower was concentrated on the Mountain Ascension Ceremony. They had a lot of work to do so they planned to deal with him when the ceremony was over.

A person who entered the sect through the backdoor and actually still had the nerve to make trouble at the Mountain Ascension Ceremony. This was practically too arrogant!

The cell was quiet and after the bronze door was closed, not even a speck of light could reach inside.

The young man then slowly leaned in a corner, expression a little pained and a little dazed, but soon, the light of hatred flashed in his eyes.

The Feng family, it was all because of the Feng family. It was the Feng family who made his beautiful mother sell herself as a slave. It was the Feng family who made him a slave that could only serve horses since he was a child. He was beaten three times with a whip by the steward after riding that wind horse, causing him to miss the opportunity to attend the Dragon-Phoenix Selection. Whereas the young master Feng who was the same year as him easily got all he wanted.

And Ah Luo. She had never seen Feng Qingxiu, but her family and parents were unwilling to listen to her wish not to marry.

If it weren’t for Feng Qingxiu, how could the people in her family pursue them? How could he draw his sword against her parents in order to protect her, only to result in Ah Luo dying under the hands of her own father!

If it weren’t for the Feng family, how could his mother run away in fear and he could not find her anymore?

But it didn’t matter, he had now awakened his inherent divine powers. He was the son of destiny, and soon, he would seek justice for his mother and Ah Luo one step at a time!

And also Mingyu. He would definitely work hard to cultivate and marry her as his wife. Only that way would he be worthy of her help all this time.

Without her, he would have been arrested and returned to the Feng family a long time ago, and those people would definitely not let him go once they caught him.

***

After an unknown period of time, the entrance of the small black room opened, and a ray of light shone in, causing the young man sitting inside to raise his hand to block it.

“You can go out,” said the jailer who opened the door.

A trace of darkness flashed in the young man’s eyes, and he walked out in silence.

He was not an opponent for these people.

Only after coming here did he learn that the Qi Condensation Stage was nothing here. But Mingyu saying that he was a genius who only appeared once in a thousand years was something that must not be wrong.

Following the jailer out of the building, the moon was already high up in the sky.

Standing before the flowers and under the moon. There were very few figures around.

Only a beautiful girl could be seen. She was as beautiful as a dream, like the distant mountains covered in mist after the southern rains. Clear and attractive, elegant and graceful.

She stood under the moon, but appeared even brighter than the moon.

She stood before the flowers, but was even gentler than the flowers.

Hearing the footsteps, she simply raised her head and glanced at him mildly.

Instantly, it was as if he could see peach blossoms blooming leisurely, misty rain shrouding green hills.

“Mingyu…” Ye Han stepped forward quickly, reaching out to hold that slender jade hand.

Ji Mingyu took a step back.

Ye Han missed and said with disappointment: “Are you blaming me for being too impulsive? Sorry, I just really couldn’t bear his confident and high-spirited look.”

The girl sighed quietly: “You are indeed too impulsive.”

“Are you still angry?” Ye Han asked in a low voice.

“Uncle Yan was here today. Do you know that if you provoke him, you will have it very difficult in Kun-Lai in the future.” The girl said softly, her voice was crisp and melodious, extremely moving to the ears.

“Is that the elder who won’t allow me to enter the inner sect?” Ye Han asked in disgust. “Don’t worry, I will definitely not let you down. When my skill is achieved, I will have everyone listen to your instructions!”

“I believe in you.” The girl took out a jade tablet and handed it to him, “You have no chance of a general selection. This is the recommendation I got for you. It will allow you to go to any of the peaks. You are born with inherent divine powers so it will be easy for you to cultivate. I will not accompany you, otherwise it will be even more difficult for you to gain a foothold.”

Ye Han was moved, thinking what a considerate woman she was. He grasped her hand: “Only mediocre people will not inspire jealousy! Yu’er, I will go now, you just wait for me with peace of mind!”

“En, go ahead, don’t be late,” the girl said softly.

Ye Han nodded heavily, turned around and rushed off.

The girl stood alone in the garden, watching him leave with gratification. Then the smile on her face gradually faded.

After a few breaths, she heard a chuckle coming from the dark.

The girl looked back and said lowly: “Uncle Yan had been watching the whole time. Did it amuse you?”

“Slightly,” the black robed man walked out of the shadows and said with a smile, “You are going through quite the effort.”

“It’s just giving him a little opportunity. But Uncle Yan, you crossed out the young man surnamed Feng today. This action is practically roasting your niece on the fire.” The girl smiled, “Everywhere on Kun-Lai Mountain, people are saying that your niece is using status to oppress people. You don’t even want your own reputation?”

“Feng Qingxiu is indeed a good seedling, but his path had been too smooth up till now. He is young and vigorous, and I am just giving him a few days of small setbacks to train his character.” Yan Zhao said mildly.

“This is not a small setback. More than ten years of hard work going up in smoke. If this impacts him psychologically, it will hurt his Dao.” The girl disagreed slightly, “Uncle Yan should quickly restore his name to avoid causing harm to others.”

“Your father once said that life is like chess, and when one must throw something away it should be abandoned without hesitation.” Yan Zhao pointedly said, “That boy is the same thing. If he really fails to recover from this, then he can not be considered a great talent and thus it would not be a pity if he died.”

“You seem to have all the reasoning. Deciding someone’s fate with just a raise of your hand. Is it interesting?” The girl knew that they had different opinions so she didn’t bother arguing with him anymore. “Uncle Yan, I heard that the Outlands have had innumerable movements recently, so you should just focus on proper business.”

“Criticizing your elders, Yu’er, you are getting more and more cheeky.”

“Is it easy for me to find a talent?” The girl was slightly annoyed. “Father has yet to accept an apprentice this whole time. Kun-Lai’s direct lineage has no one to carry on. It’s why I want to find good talents for Father to take a look at. Will you die if you don’t hold me back?”

“Are you talking about that one just now?” Yan Zhao sneered.

“He hasn’t cultivated any spiritual techniques, but I just taught him a little bit of ordinary incantations and he managed to cultivate to the sixth level of Qi Condensation overnight. After only two days, he has already reached full level Qi Condensation and can enter the Foundation Establishment Stage at any time. With such talent, it should be a given to attach some importance to him.” The girl said seriously, “And Father will at least give one look, right?”

That way, he would also give her a look, right?

It took even talents like Feng Qingxiu seven years to reach the Foundation Establishment Stage. And this gap in between had quite the significance.

“What about his temperament?”

“There are naturally flaws, but as long as it is carefully polished, it will reach the level I want.” The girl said with a trace of pride, “Some things seem useless, but they are actually the foundation of success.”

Her requirements were not high. Just Father paying more attention to her was enough. Whether it was praise or reprimand, either would be better than nothing.

“Unless everything starts over again, your father will not accept apprentices.” Yan Zhao said suddenly, “Don’t waste your energy.”

“Why?” The girl asked with confusion.

Yan Zhao shook his head.

“If you don’t tell me, then I won’t give up.” The girl turned around leisurely, stepped up on the clouds, and disappeared in a breath. She had to keep an eye on that idiot, otherwise it was likely that he would not survive by sunrise tomorrow.

Yan Zhao watched her leave and sighed slightly.

He seemed to once again see the back of that person standing straight with a sword in hand, and the boundless thunder that covered heaven and earth.

He seemed to hear that once-warm voice shed itself of any love or affection, turning into the coldest wind in the world.

He said: “In life or death, neither of us shall meet again.”

“Li Xianjing, you have it easy dead…” Yan Zhao muttered in a low voice. He continued to look at the moon, as if looking at a past that would never return.

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Shennong Peak was one of Kun-Lai’s largest celestial peaks. Originally, it consisted of two branches, herb and grain. Hundreds of years ago, the two branches clashed repeatedly because of territory. After a lot of conflict, the herb branch split to a seperate celestial peak and changed its name to Qingdi Peak. From then on, Shennong Peak was home to only the grain branch.

Even before dawn, the whole peak became lively.

Feng Qingxiu sorted the seeds while weighing them separately before wrapping them in sheets of talisman paper.

When he first arrived, he could not distinguish the difference between spiritual grain and spiritual rice. Now that several hours had passed, he could easily distinguish the advantages and disadvantages of the grain varieties as well as speak clearly on all kinds of planting techniques and requirements. But if he had to actually plant it himself it would be another story.

“I want three bags of clear dew and a bag of jade millet.” Someone called out to him at the counter.

Feng Qingxiu quickly took the order and handed it over.

“Isn’t this the upper school head student Feng Qingxiu?” Ye Han said mockingly, “Aren’t you supposed to be a high disciple of Taiyi Peak? How come you have come here to do the work of farmers?”

Feng Qingxiu’s expression remained unchanged, saying indifferently: “Nothing is high or low, it is all work for Kun-Lai, so why not?”

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“I heard that you were crossed off from the Dao Disc. It was only because your teacher begged for you that you were able to stay on to do manual chores. The future of Shennong Peak is murky… how pitiful.” Ye Han’s mocking expression became more obvious.

When out of the corner of his eye he saw a large mountain of flesh approaching silently, Feng Qingxiu sighed slightly. With such a mentally challenged idiot as an opponent, there really wasn’t any pressure at all.

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On this first day of September, the Mountain Ascension Ceremony which takes place every 12 years was held. At this time it was also the most lively day on Yangshuo Peak.

As ordinary mortals, these students entered the lower school to learn reading, writing, and reasoning. From here they would then enter the middle school to practice cultivation. And finally they would enter the upper school to learn swordsmanship, alchemy, talisman seals, incantations, and spiritual arrays and then determine their specialized path. After determining their direction, they would then go to the inner sect peak of their preference, officially becoming a Kun-Lai disciple.

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Also on the same day, the major branches of each of the inner sect peaks would choose new disciples. It would be a two-way selection to maximize the use of talents.

The sun had not yet risen and in order to show their respect, the white-robed and vigorous students walked up to the top of the mountain on foot.

Above the clouds, there was also a group of cultivators looking down at them from a distance.

“It’s only today that they are so quiet and peaceful.” The deacon with sparse hair and a serious face sneered, “Heh, if it was any other normal day which one of them had not jumped up and down like monkeys, climbing and flying the mountains.”

The young instructor next to him smiled and said: “Who was not like that back then; didn’t you also like to enter through windows and not walk through the front doors, Senior Brother Yan?”

“If you ask me, we should just remove the Cloud Protection Net under the mountains.” A stern woman in an elaborate green robe said coldly, “If it weren’t for the fact that they know that they would not die from falling off the cliff, how could they be so arrogant.”

“Senior Sister, how much blood debt do you plan to add to yourself?” The young instructor smiled helplessly and shook his head. “How many of the students who received a failing grade at your hands sought suicide. There is a Cloud Protection Net under the Treading Cloud Cliff, but there’s no saving those who jumped into the Nine Song River.”

“If the Dao in their hearts are not strong, then joining the sect is just a waste.” The woman said ruthlessly.

“Alright, alright.” The woman next to them headed off the ensuing fight. “This time I saw a lot of good seedlings. Senior Sister, do you still want your direct selection quota, if not please give it to me.”

They all had allocated quotas to directly recommend disciples to the inner sect peaks. Everyone had relatives and friends and occasionally they would use this to bring one in.

“Direct selection is not as good as general selection. If you have a nephew or niece with good attributes, why reject what is near at hand and seek what is far away?” The stern woman frowned.

Direct selection was actually the same as going through the back door. Although it was a little convenient, the inner sect peak branches would not choose disciples recommended through direct selection. Usually they would all be left for last and then brought away to do some chores and difficult work. It was better to enter the outer sect peaks to gain more training and then win a place in the general selection. In this way there would be a better future than just entering the inner sect peaks through the back door.

“I am asking for Fairy Mingyu. She wants all the quotas for direct selection this time.” The woman spoke through a mental connection, “Although the Sect Leader has been cultivating in Seclusion and has largely ignored her these many years, Fairy Mingyu is still his daughter. We should not disregard her.”

“Fine, you can take it.” The stern woman took out a white jade buckle and handed it to her.

The woman also went to the others to explain one by one, obtaining the other people’s quota, and then sent it to Fairy Mingyu before all the disciples arrived.

The young instructor looked at her departing back and frowned slightly: “Fairy Mingyu brought back a young man before and wanted to send him into the inner sect, but was rejected by the law enforcement elder. Seems she does not plan to give up?”

“Those who enter the inner sect peaks without going through the three schools will not be included on the jade disc. This is the rule established by the Sect Leader, even our relatives and clans members are no exceptions, let alone someone she just recommended?” The middle-aged man with sparse hair softened his expression. After all, there were totally two worlds inside and outside of official status. “Forget about resources and spiritual artifacts. If there is no access to a Net Charm, then there would be too much of a disadvantage when practicing cultivation.”

Besides, the three schools were there to build a solid foundation and a place to exchange and build contacts and connections. It could be said to be a sieve to pick out the best to enter the inner sect peaks. And if one did not enter the inner sect peak, then one would not be allowed to access the Net Charm to exchange knowledge and accept or send out tasks. Even settling task rewards would be at a disadvantage.

“But she had the young man come directly to the Mountain Ascension Ceremony.” The stern woman frowned in disgust. “That young man is just a slave who only took care of horses and has no cultivation base. How can he come here directly?”

It’s not that she looked down on the other’s background as there were countless cultivators from low births, but to attend the Mountain Ascension Ceremony without any cultivation base was a joke. But if he had a cultivation base, then it would be even more ridiculous. Those who enter a sect already possessing a cultivation method have always been a great taboo in the cultivation realm. They would absolutely not be allowed to enter the mountain gate without a thorough background check, otherwise if he was a spy from another sect, then there would be endless troubles.

“Alright, alright, the supervisor of the inner sect peaks is here, let us go pay our respects.” The young instructor took the initiative to end this unhappy topic.

After all, Fairy Mingyu had been cultivating for many years and was not aware about the complexity of human relations. There was no need for them to make enemies with her. After all, the Sect Leader was her father. Besides… he thought back to the person he had seen with the student Feng Qingxiu before, and quietly wiped his sweat.

Perhaps the Sect Leader was even nearby. That Celestial Sovereign could hear and see all the happenings in this world. If they accidentally caused him to be unhappy, then with their fragile bodies, don’t even mention being hit by the Sect Leader’s Supreme Nine Heavens Calamity Sword. Just the Sect Leader snapping his fingers was enough to tear their bodies and crush their bones. 

Back then, his performance should be okay. The Sect Leader let only him see his presence, which was to let him know to be tactful and not to get to the bottom of the issue. Otherwise he didn’t think he would be able to see the Sect Leader with just his Golden Core Formation base. Besides, young Feng really stumbled upon big luck to manage to enter the graces of the Sect Leader.

Maybe he would become the first Eldest Senior Brother in Kun-Lai Sect after these many hundreds of years.

People really couldn’t be compared with certain people.

Actually, Sect Leader, I’m pretty good as well, please also look at me…

***

On the top of the mountain, the Mountain Ascension Ceremony had begun.

Above the sea of ​​clouds, dozens of celestial mountains drifted over slowly. And within each floating celestial mountain there were clouds lingering, spiritual birds hovering, and countless celestial dwellings concealed in the forests. They appeared to move slowly, but in an instant they had already arrived, surrounding the peak where the Mountain Ascension Ceremony was to be held, like stars surrounding the moon.

Each floating celestial mountain peak was different. Wenjian Peak with a long sword as its symbol, Changsheng Peak with an alchemical cauldron as theirs, Shennong Peak with immortal grass as their emblem, Taiyi Peak with talisman seals as its base…

And under each floating mountain peak was a huge circular spiritual array, which could be seen at a glance even 10,000 meters away.

At the summit of Yangshuo Peak, a man suddenly descended down from the sky to stand above all beings.

When he arrived, not only the students, but even the wind on the top of the mountain stilled.

He looked very young and handsome, but for a person who cultivated immortality, a youthful appearance could only mean that he had attained the Dao earlier and had stronger potential.

He was dressed in an obsidian black robe with three silver patterns on the cuffs, revealing his status to be the highest-ranking elder.

The law enforcement elder, Elder Yan Zhao, the second most powerful person after the Sect Leader, was in charge of administering punishment in Kun-Lai. Within the sect his presence was like a stabilizing force. With him here, no matter which mountain or peak, every one must act in accordance with the law and regulations and none dared to make trouble. He didn’t need to say anything to express his attitude. His presence alone conveyed his attitude.

Glancing coldly at the students who appeared either excited or fearful, the great elder didn’t have any words of encouragement. He just said lightly to the instructors around him: “Let us begin.”

The young instructor nodded, stretched out his hand and knocked in the air.

Dong!

The sound of a huge bell rang out of thin air, echoing over the entire Kun-Lai Mountains. There was no delay in the sound waves, no matter where or how far the sound had to travel, it still reverberated at the same decibel and took deep root in the hearts of the people.

With the permission given, the surrounding celestial mountains each formed a celestial bridge made up of countless seals that stretched downwards from their respective mountain gates. Like several rainbows, they connected the celestial mountains to the bluestone steps of Yangshuo Peak, arching across the sky to meet in the center that was Yangshuo Peak, like a huge silk chrysanthemum in full bloom.

Then, like ants, the students rushed up their chosen celestial bridge.

It had been twelve years, and those with qualifications had long figured out which Dao suited them and accordingly which celestial bridge was best for them. Those without qualifications, or those who were very mediocre and unsuccessful, then they chose the celestial bridge to the peak that was the easiest to go to or the easiest to find success.

The celestial mountains with the most people were the ones that cultivate the Way of the Sword and the Way of Alchemy, followed by the Way of Beast Control and Way of Medicine, then the Way of Five Elements, and then finally the Way of the Seal.

The celestial bridges were very long, and added with the time needed to face the tests and obstacles while on the bridge, each student was only allowed to go on the celestial bridges three times a day at most. If they were still not selected by an inner peak after these three times, then that meant failing the test, the result being that they could only obey the arrangements made by the inner sect peaks. This was troublesome work that none of the cultivators in the inner sect peaks liked very much.

Feng Qingxiu walked towards the celestial bridge for the Way of the Seal without any urgency. This Dao was easy to learn but difficult to master, so not many people had chosen it.

Just as soon as he stepped onto the celestial bridge, a 17 or 18-year-old boy who was about the same age as him blocked his way.

“Excuse me.” Feng Qingxiu said politely, “If it is a challenge then please pick another day.”

As the head student, he had been challenged many times, but this time…

Looking at the other’s fierce and sinister eyes, he frowned slightly, not remembering this person who seemed to have a deep hatred towards him.

“Feng Qingxiu?” That gloomy looking young man asked in a low voice.

“That’s me, and you are?” Feng Qingxiu suddenly recalled something, but his cousin never mentioned the person’s name, “Oh, that one…”

“Of course, young master Feng can’t remember the name of this little slave.” The young man showed a cruel smile, and his right hand suddenly thrusted out, “But you shall remember, the one who killed you is called Ye Han!”

Feng Qingxiu had been prepared for a while now, and instinctively raised his hand like a sword, and the sword energy was like a chrysanthemum, suddenly blooming.

However, almost at the same time, a purple light flashed in the young man’s eyes.

The moment his gaze met the other’s a strange force suddenly spread over him through his eyes, and his brain felt as if it had been stabbed by a needle, causing a sudden pain.

The young man’s right hand had already penetrated his dantian (TN: point two inches below the navel where one’s qi resides).

According to logic, he was a cultivator who had already attained Foundation Establishment and the other should not be able to hurt him. But he had a strange power around his hand that broke the protection force field every cultivator could manifest around their bodies. It was too unexpected.

However, Feng Qingxiu’s sword energy had also landed on the other’s neck, and so long as he pressed further, he would be able to cut through that major artery.

But, he didn’t in the end, only abruptly blasting the other far away with his spiritual energy.

“You…” Feng Qingxiu tried his best to restrain the spiritual energy that was going chaotic within his dantian and tapped the pressure points to stop the bleeding. His eyes were filled with consternation, “Innate divine power?”

There was no shortage of wonders and the bizarre on this vast land. No two people were the same. Those who were gifted with innate divine powers were the most exemplary. They were born with powerful spiritual souls and could break through physical limitations and attain the Dao. These people were naturally talented at cultivation and were the favorites of various sects who would fight over them.

“If it wasn’t because Ah Luo died in my arms, I would not be able to awaken my innate divine power…” The young man looked at him coldly, like a poisonous snake, “But compared to her being alive, I would rather not have this innate…”

“Okay! Stop!” Feng Qingxiu interrupted him. He found that the communication between them was not on the same channel at all. “You are very talented, I know. I’m going to ascend the mountain so please step aside.”

“Your dantian is crippled, and you still want to fight with me?” The young man curled his lips mockingly, “You want to pass? Fine, then. You can crawl by under my crotch.”

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Feng Qingxiu sighed and snapped out his long sleeves, and with a strong force he knocked the other off the bridge.

“You dare to kill me—” The young man’s furious scream disappeared into the sea of ​​clouds.

What an idiot. This kind of small injury in the cultivation world was just a matter of slapping on a band-aid!

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